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Music Reviews | June 7, 2005
I don’t listen to much of this kind of music – really, none at all – but I hear it when I walk past stores like Abercrombie & Fitch at the mall to buy blank CD’s, or want to buy the latest copy of Readymade. Lots of beeps, blips, and that electronic beat (uddtss, uddtss, uddtss), with some “I am just a little girl looking for my true love, but in the meantime, I will get you all hot for me” storyline that we have all heard a hundred times the last five years. With song titles like “Chewing Gum,” “Always Too Late,” and “Helpless Fool for Love,” the innocence card is being played pretty hard here, but hey, that’s is exactly what pop music is for: broken hearts and the hapless fools that have them. - Bill Barry Email This
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